Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 59154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
She’d seize the bull by the horns. Collect her paycheck for doing nothing and also go gallivanting about with a sultan.
So, yeah. I could do this. It was wild and reckless and crazy, but so was letting this guy in the mansion yesterday, and look how well that had turned out for me.
I was Lucky Lyssa right now, the twin who knew how to have a good time. The twin who never hesitated, who put herself first and who got handed everything on a silver platter.
I beamed up at my hot cowboy. “I would love to.”
11
JOHNNY
A half hour into the drive, Lyssa fell asleep, her head tilted to the side. My wolf preened that I’d fucked her into exhaustion. Because that was exactly what I’d done. The only reason I wasn’t out cold was that my wolf was so riled that our mate was found and that we were bringing her home. I’d turned the radio down and just settled into the peace of having her with me as I took the ever-quiet back roads.
Lyssa had packed a quick overnight bag. I’d wanted to tell her to pack all her shit, but I figured that would be too much.
When I’d asked, “Are you sure you don’t need anything else?” she’d hesitated then grabbed a cardboard box from under her bed, blushing.
“What’s that?” I’d asked, taking it from her, so she didn’t have to carry anything. “Whoa-ho!” The top of the box was open, and it was full of packaged sex toys. Dildos. Padded handcuffs. A leather paddle. And more.
My wolf celebrated the fact that they hadn’t been opened. No one else had used those toys on our mate.
“Yep,” she’d said then gave a little shrug, playing off the fact that she had a slew of sex toys tucked beneath her bed, and she’d decided to share them. That meant she wanted to use them. With me.
Fuck yeah.
“Lyssa likes it kinky,” she said, talking about herself in the third person.
“Then I like it kinky, too,” I’d said with a wink.
Fuck, yeah. I couldn’t wait to use those toys on her. Couldn’t wait to get horizontal with her again.
When I drove beneath the Wolf Ranch archway, I sighed in relief.
Setting a hand on Lyssa’s thigh, I murmured, “Wake up, baby.”
Yes. I had my mate, and we were home. My wolf was soothed to know that she was safe here. Not knowing where Chapman was made me and my wolf antsy. She worked for the fucker. Probably didn’t know he was a shifter. Certainly didn’t know he kidnapped females and trafficked them. With her at this ranch, no harm would come to her. It was my job as enforcer to keep the whole pack safe, and it was my job as mate to ensure she was protected and happy. That combination meant I was a little intense about it.
I wanted to show her the bunkhouse. Hell, I wanted to show her my bed. Our bed.
First though, was introducing her to Rob.
She was the reason I didn’t communicate with him as I should have. Plus, she was human, and she knew nothing about shifters. The only way I wasn’t going to get my head ripped off by him–figuratively and perhaps literally–was that she was my mate. I’d seen one guy after another involved with the ranch do stupid shit when they found their mates. Including Rob himself.
Still, I feared my alpha’s wrath but also had a newfound disregard for him because Lyssa was my mate. MY MATE. She came first. She was my priority. She was my life now.
Lyssa stirred, blinked. Looked around as I bumped down the long drive to the main house. “We’re here?”
“Yeah. I gotta stop in and talk to my boss.” My alpha. “You can meet everyone.”
Her eyes widened. “Meet everyone? Who is everyone? I’m not dressed to meet a bunch of people. I didn’t even have a chance to dry my hair before we left and–”
I couldn’t help but be amused but could understand her nervousness. “They’re going to love you. And I like your hair like this.” I reached out and tugged gently on a thick tendril. “Wild, just like you are.”
She blushed then tugged down the visor to look in the mirror. After a bit of tussling with her hair, she seemed satisfied with it although it looked exactly the same to me.
I parked at the side of the house. Based on the other trucks, Rob and Colton were here. Boyd might be, too, but he often parked by the barn.
Coming around the truck, I helped her down. Kissed her once to reassure her although it was more because it’d been a few hours since I had my lips on hers.
I knocked on the side door then walked into the kitchen. While this was where Rob, Willow, Colton, and Marina lived, it was also the backbone of the ranch. Everyone, regardless of role, often ate around the huge kitchen table. It sounded so obvious, but this was how everyone connected.